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Aug 2021
Hold on to the smell of lingering basil as you prune the newly formed buds
Hold on to the warmth of his embrace after a long and tiring day
Hold on to the sight of a flower turning into a fruit
Hold on to the beauty that exists
Hold on to the simplicity that overflows
Hold on to your inner strength
Hold on to your dreams
Hold on so you can let go
Let go of your anxiety
Let go of all the wrongs
Let go of all the pain
Let go of disparity
Let go of differences
Accept life is what it is
Accept love
Accept help
Accept reciprocity
Accept we are all the same
Accept we are all the same but different
Accept the beauty of life
In spite of it all
The beauty remains
Lebanon is going through unfathomable crisis, a tragic deprivation of basic human rights. In light of this lived humanitarian disaster one questions humanity.
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Nightingale
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